#idk what tags ppl use. sob

[caterjunes]

we're gonna put our rats up for adoption at the animal rescue. things are. bad. we can't keep their cage clean. grayson gets exhausted taking them out to play and i rarely join bc i just feel empty or disgusted or i start sobbing or wind up in pain or exhausted myself. so they don't get the amount of human interaction they deserve/need.

i feel awful about it. i feel sick. i don't know the last time i've felt like such an abject failure. not just as a person responsible for small lives but as a partner. grayson gets such joy from these boys, and they are so sweet to us too. i just. i can't even take care of myself. it isn't fair. it's not fair.

[sirwow]

never done artfight before but giving it a try this year!

[theclowningbusiness]

We Deserve It

Pairing:  Joel Miller x Reader

Tropes: Idk?

Warnings: Kissing, age gap (unspecified, but everyone is LEGAL, Joel has only known Reader while she is 18+, don’t be nasty)

Other tags: Joel Miller pushing ppl away for no reason <3, alfredo sauce even tho it’s the apocalypse (bc I said so), doesn’t necessarily follow the timeline of the games, yes horses can get the flu, it’s called equine influenza

Background: Before the world all went to shit, Joel Miller was your neighbor. 

Description: Just when you think you’re at the end of your rope, your savior appears. In the form of Joel Miller.

    You didn’t know how long you’d been walking, you only knew how tired you felt. With the lack of anything substantial to eat for the past week or so, you grew tired more quickly than you used to. You were truly at your end. With nothing else to give, you collapsed onto your knees, landing against the grass with a muffled thud.

    There was no hope. You didn’t know your exact location, only that you were probably somewhere in Wyoming. You didn’t have much food left. All that remained in your bag was an old bag of chips you had found and a half eaten granola bar. It was early spring, but after a Wyoming winter, there was still a chill in the air. A chill that your flimsy jacket didn’t stave off. 

    After all these years of fighting in this new world,  is this how you would go?

    Alone, exhausted, starving, cold. It was better than being infected, you thought.

    You closed your eyes, thinking that even just resting for a moment could keep you going just a little longer. Truly, in your heart, you weren’t ready to give up. You’d die fighting, pushing until the last second.

    You weren’t sure how long you’d been sitting there when you heard the grass rustling behind you. Opening your eyes, you stayed silent, not yet aware of what or who may be behind you. Before you had the chance to try and turn to see what you could be up against, a voice spoke from behind you.

    “Put your hands up.”

    The voice belonged to a man. He sounded sure, commanding.

    You had no option to comply with his order, not when you heard the sound of a gun being adjusted in his arms. Lifting your arms, you held them up on either side of your head.

    Keeping your head down, you prepared for the worst. The man came to stand in front of you. All you could see was his boots and the bottom of his pants. At least it seemed to just be the one man.

    “Look at me,” he instructed, his voice still firm. “And don’t do anything stupid.”

    Complying with his request once again, you raised your head. As your eyes scanned his face, it took you a moment to focus and make sure you weren’t hallucinating. You knew this face. You’d seen it more times than you could count.

    Joel Miller. Seeing a familiar face had never felt so good.

    You could feel the tears of relief flooding your eyes. Joel had always been kind to you. He was a good man.

    It seems to take Joel a moment longer to recognize you, but when he does, the barrel of his gun drops. He pushes the gun out of his grip and drops to his knees in front of you. His arms wrap around your shoulders, pulling you against his chest.

    All you could do was silently sob against him, your tears forming wet patches on the front of his jacket. As you sobbed, he rocked your body slightly with his, holding you tightly.

    “It’s alright,” he breathed out. His voice wasn’t so guarded this time. This was the Joel you knew. “I’ve got you, you’re okay. You’re okay.”

    You had never felt such relief in your entire life. Not a single moment could compare to the one happening now.

    Joel let you get everything out before he slowly pulled back enough to see your face as he spoke to you.

    “Can you stand up with me?” He asked, his eyes looking into yours.

    You nodded, worried that saying anything would only make you cry again.

    Joel stood up carefully, pulling you up with him. He kept his hands on your shoulders to make sure you were steady. He seemed to hesitate before he spoke again.

    “I have to ask,” he started, sighing. “Have you been bitten or scratched?”

    “No,” you managed to get out as you shook your head.

    “Good,” he gave a singular nod. “Let’s get you somewhere safe,” he added. After making sure you’d be stable enough to stand without his help, he let go. He removed his coat, draping it around your shoulders and pulling it together in the front.

    You’d never heard a better idea.

    “C’mon,” he breathed out, wrapping an arm around your shoulders to lead you back to where Ellie and Tommy stood with their horses.

    Originally, this was supposed to be a simple patrol. Joel hadn’t expected to find anyone. Especially not you.

    As the two of you approached Ellie and Tommy, the younger Miller brother’s jaw dropped.

    Before he could get a word out, Joel shook his head. Now wasn’t the time for questions, or reunions. It was time to get you home. Safe.

    Even Ellie seemed to sense some weird kind of tension and kept her mouth shut.

    Joel helped you get up on his horse before climbing on after you. When he was settled, you wrapped your arms around his waist, leaning your body against his back. You laid your head down on his shoulder and let out a deep sigh.

    “Let’s head back. We’ll send someone else out to finish the rest of the patrol,” Joel decided.

    The ride back to Jackson wasn’t too long, but you already felt better. Just the simple fact of knowing that it wasn’t the end was enough to help you perk up a little. By the time you were approaching the gates of Jackson, you weren’t leaning against Joel as much, and your head was lifted and looking at your surroundings.

    “They’re gonna bring the dogs out, Joel,” Tommy spoke quietly. “Are you positive that they aren’t going to alert? Neither one of us wants to see that.”

    “I’m sure,” he nodded. He hadn’t checked himself, but he trusted you.

    The four of you all got down from the horses. That’s when you heard the barking start.

    Joel stood in front of you as some others came out of the gate to take the horses and guide them back to the stables.

    “These dogs are just gonna come smell you,” he explained. “They’re trained to smell if someone is infected. As long as you aren’t, you’re gonna be fine, they won’t touch you. I need you to tell me right now if there’s a chance they’re gonna smell something.”

    “I promise,” you started, finding your voice, “There’s absolutely no chance.”

    Joel nodded, stepping aside.

    It was only a moment later that two large, barking dogs came running at you straight on. They circled you, their noses twitching as they sniffed at you. They didn’t smell any infection, and ran directly back to their handlers.

    You let out a breath of relief. Of course, you knew you weren’t infected, but if they smelled something wrong, it could’ve been over.

    Joel made his way back to your side, looking a little relieved himself.

    “Let’s get you some food,” he spoke, using a hand on your back to guide you into the gates of Jackson as Tommy and Ellie trailed along behind you.

    As Joel led you, you couldn’t help but look around in awe. Electricity, livestock, children playing, people having civil conversations. This was a slice of the world before. It was nearly unbelievable.

    “We should go talk to Maria, get some things set up for her,” Tommy suggested.

    “She needs to eat something,” Joel argued.

    “I can take her,” Ellie volunteered. “We’ll go eat and we’ll just wait there ‘til you’re done and come get us.”

    Joel weighed his options in his head. His jaw cocked to one side as he thought. He looked at you, one brow raised in question. He said nothing, but it was clear what he was asking. If you were okay with him leaving you with Ellie. You replied with a silent nod.

    “Alright, fine,” he agreed, eyes landing on Ellie again. “But don’t you go and start bugging her. She’s tired and hungry, she doesn’t want to put up with that.”

    “Yes, sir,” Ellie nodded, giving him a sarcastic salute.

    “Christ,” Joel muttered, shaking his head. “Go on, Tommy and I won’t be too long.”

    “Let’s go get some lunch, I’m starving,” Ellie hummed, making sure you were with her as she started walking through Jackson.

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    “So,” Ellie began once you were both sitting down with your plates of food in front of you. “Who are you?” She asked.

    You couldn’t help but smile at how straightforward she seemed to be. You gave her name, but she only shook her head in response.

    “I mean like who are you? Like why does Joel give a shit?” She clarified her question. “He doesn’t usually just go hugging people. Especially not random people. So you gotta be someone.”

    “I knew Joel before the outbreak,” you replied. “We were neighbors before the entire world went to shit. He was always nice to me, and it looks like that hasn’t changed.”

    “Holy shit, you knew Joel before this?” She gasped, her jaw dropping. “What was he like?”

    You chuckled softly, finding her surprise amusing.

    “He was a good guy,” you shrugged. “He was always kind, we would joke around when we happened to bump into each other. I babysat Sarah a few times if he had something come up or he’d look at my car when it wasn’t working right. We didn’t know each other all that much, but we were friendly, I guess.”

    “What else?” She asked, leaning onto the table, clearly invested.

    “I don’t know what else there is to tell,” you answered honestly. “I don’t have any juicy gossip on the man or something. He really was just a good man, a great dad and brother, and a nice neighbor.”

    “Come on man,” Ellie playfully huffed. “There’s gotta be something interesting.”

    “I guess there is one thing,” you hummed. “But if I tell you, you’re sworn to absolute secrecy. You take it to the grave.”

    “Tell me,” she nodded, eager for whatever you were about to say.

    “Alright,” you breathed out. You looked around to make sure Joel hadn’t come to find you before continuing. “I used to have a huge crush on him when we lived next door.”

    “Ew!” Ellie laughed. “On Joel? Why?”

    “Because he was sweet and handsome,” you laughed softly with her. It felt nice to be able to laugh. “I was young, barely an adult, really, and he was my hot older dilf neighbor. It was just an innocent crush.”

    “Yuck,” Ellie shook her head. “I can’t even imagine that. Did you have a crush on Tommy too?” She joked.

    “No, I didn’t have a crush on Tommy too,” you chuckled. “I knew him too, saw him around sometimes, but not as much as Joel. But, now that I’ve answered your questions, I’ve got a few.”

    “Hit me,” Ellie nodded.

    “Where is Sarah?” You asked softly. The question had been weighing on you your entire ride to Jackson. 

    “Joel’s daughter?” Ellie frowned. “I don’t know exactly what happened,” she started. “But she didn’t make it.”

    “Oh my god,” you breathed out. You had expected the worst when Joel didn’t bring her up, along with the fact that she hadn’t been with him when he found you. That didn’t mean you wanted to accept it.

    Ellie stayed silent, unsure what to say while you processed what she’d just told you.

    After sitting in silence for a few moments, you spoke again.

    “How do you know Joel?” You questioned, wanting to move on from your previous question, deciding to process that later on your own.

    “We were in Boston, but he was coming here for Tommy,” she began. “And I needed to get here, so he brought me with him.”

    You nodded in understanding. Somehow Joel picking up a stray kid didn’t shock you.

    “What about this place?” You raised a brow. “I mean, how is this even here?”

    “It’s called Jackson,” she explained. “Joel and I haven’t been here that long, a little over a year. The electricity comes from the dam, the crops and animals are all communal. When we first showed up, Tommy didn’t even realize it was a commune until Joel pointed it out. You’ll have to ask Maria if you wanna know more about it, that’s really all I got.”

    “It’s kinda crazy,” you let out a breathy chuckle.

    “Wait ‘til you take a hot shower and sleep on a bed,” she smiled. “That’s even crazier, trust me.”

    “That sounds like heaven,” you admitted. “It’s been too long since I’ve done either of those things.”

    Before Ellie had a chance to reply to you, Joel and Tommy were walking over to the table and joining you and the girl. Joel took a seat next to you, while Tommy filled the chair next to Ellie.

    “We got everything ready for you,” Tommy said, leaning on his elbows on the table. “You’re gonna be staying in the free room at Joel and Ellie’s if that’s alright with you.”

    “That’s more than alright,” you nodded. “Hell, you could have me sleep in a barn and I’d just be grateful for the roof over my head.”

    “Well you should’ve said that sooner, we would’ve just cleaned out a stall,” Tommy joked, a playful smile on his lips.

    You laughed softly, shaking your head at the youngest Miller brother.

    “Ignore him,” Joel rolled his eyes. “We got the room set up for you. Maria picked out some clothes and things for you. They’re already in your room, and if anything doesn’t fit, we’ll find somethin’ else that does. I found you some new boots too, and Tommy found a coat that’s thicker than the one you’ve got.”

    “Thank you,” you smiled. “This is all, it’s almost too much,” you confessed. “I’m not even sure how to function in an actual town like this anymore.”

    “That’s alright,” Tommy assured, “You’ll get used to it. If Joel’s stubborn ass did it, you can adjust too, I’m sure.”

    “Shut up,” Joel huffed at Tommy before turning his focus to you. “He’s right though, about you adjusting. It’ll be strange at first, but then it sorta becomes a new normal.”

    “That sounds great,” you nodded. Adjusting to a life like this sounded amazing after living in a dog eat dog world for years on end. “I’d love to keep talking, but honestly, I’m exhausted. Can one of you show me to the house?”

    “Not until you get checked up,” Joel shook his head. “We’ve got a clinic here in town, it’s on the way back to the house.”

    “Alright,” you nodded. It was a reasonable request, and getting checked up on by a doctor wouldn’t hurt anything.

    “Let’s go, then I’ll take you home and you can get settled in,” Joel said as he stood up from the table.

    You stood as well, grabbing your plate from the table. You planned to take it wherever they asked, but Ellie took it from your hands. 

    “I got it,” she shrugged, “I gotta take mine anyways. You just go to the clinic with Joel.”

    “Thanks,” you smiled at the girl.

    Ellie just shrugged it off and grabbed her own plate before walking away from the table.

    “I’ll see you around, I’m sure,” you spoke as you gave Tommy a small nod. “Hopefully after a full night’s sleep on a bed,” you added as Joel placed a hand on your back to lead you out of the dining hall.

    “See ya,” Tommy nodded at you in return. “Get some rest.”

    You smiled softly. It was so nice to be surrounded by kind people for once. Especially ones that you knew.

    “It’s good to see you again, Joel,” you spoke as the two of you made it outside. “I wasn’t sure if you were even alive.”

    “I wasn’t sure if you were either,” he replied as he tucked his hands into the pockets of his pants. “That night, I did try to knock on your door,” he admitted.

    “I wasn’t home,” you shook your head, looking at the ground as you walked. “I had been over at a friend’s house.”

    Joel nodded silently, not sure how to reply.

    “I’m glad you’re the one that found me,” you hummed. “When I was out there, I thought I was nearing the end,” you confessed to him, “Then you found me. Thank you for bringing me back with you.”

    “‘Course,” he shrugged his shoulders. “I wasn’t gonna leave you out there alone.”

    “I know,” you nodded. “You were always nice to me, even back before the word fell apart,” you smiled. “I knew you wouldn’t leave me there.”

    “I’m just glad to know you’re safe,” he replied. “I always wondered.”

    “I can’t say I didn’t wonder what happened to you,” you said, lifting your head to look at him. “I uh,” you sighed your voice growing soft, “I talked to Ellie, she told me what happened. I’m sorry about Sarah, she was a great kid.”

    Joel’s jaw flexed and he chewed on his lips as he took in your words. You could see that he didn’t want to talk about it, so you gave him an out instead.

    “You don’t have to say anything,” you assured. “I just, I wanted you to know that I know.”

    Joel nodded, his jaw relaxing back into its normal position.

    Before you knew it, you and Joel were standing in front of Jackson’s clinic. He opened the door, letting you walk in first. He followed you in and walked up to the front desk. It was a slow day, so no other patients were there. The nurse at the desk greeted you both with a smile as she stood up.

    You were both led back into an exam room. You sat on the table as Joel sat on the chair that was pushed against the wall.

    “I’ll go grab the doctor for you,” the nurse hummed before heading out of the room.

    “It’s almost weird being at a doctor’s office,” you chuckled softly. “It’s like it was before.”

    “It’s something you have to get used to,” Joel nodded in agreement.

    There was a knock on the door before you had a chance to reply. The doctor opened the door and walked in, greeting you as she sat down on the small stool in the room.

    “I’m Dr. Morgan, but you can call me Jen,” she smiled.

    “I’ll step out so you can get on with your check up,” Joel said, standing up from the chair he’d been sitting in. “I’ll be in the waiting room.”

    “Wait,” you shook your head, reaching out to grab his wrist before he could leave. “Would you stay? Please.”

    Joel seemed confused by your choice, but nodded silently and sat back down.

    The check up went well and the doctor didn’t seem too concerned with your state. As she was wrapping up the visit, she sat down to look over the notes she’d taken.

    “Everything is pretty normal considering that you’ve been out on your own. I expected some things to be different because of that. It looks like you’re just gonna need some rest. You’ve been pushing yourself, with reason, of course, and your body needs to recover. Make sure you get plenty to eat and lots of fluids. Other than that, you seem healthy. If you need anything, feel free to come back.”

    “Thank you so much,” you breathed out. You were relieved that your time living on your own and nearly starving hadn’t had any sort of major effects on your health.

    “Of course,” she nodded, standing up and opening the door. “You guys can go ahead home. Just rest yourself, you need it,” she smiled softly at you.

    You gave her a nod and hopped down from the exam table. Joel stood up as well, and the two of you walked out of the room and left the clinic.

    “That wasn’t anything surprising,” you hummed. “I knew I needed food and water, and I definitely knew I needed rest,” you chuckled.

    “When we get back to the house, you can settle in, take a shower if you want, and relax,” Joel suggested. “If you wanted to take a nap, I’ll wake you up later for dinner,” he offered.

    “That would be great, Joel, thank you,” you nodded. “I can’t remember the last time I got to take a nap. Hell, it was hard to sleep at night, naps were out of the question.”

    “I know what you mean,” he agreed.

    As the two of you walked to the house, Joel pointed out some of the businesses and buildings of Jackson. He answered any questions you happened to think of during the walk. It didn’t seem like much time had passed at all as you walked up the steps to the house. Your new home.

    Joel opened the door and walked in, kicking off his boots by the door. You followed suit, walking in behind him and sliding your shoes off next to his while you pushed the door shut. Next, you slid off the jacket that he’d wrapped around you earlier and handed it to him. He hung it on a hook on the wall before walking farther into the house.

    “I’ll show you your room first, then you can explore if you want,” he decided aloud. He began to walk through the house, making sure you were following him as he did.

    As he opened the door to your room, you could hardly believe it. You had an actual room, with an actual bed, in an actual house. This was heaven, it had to be. You’d died, and this is where you went in the afterlife.

    “There’s a bathroom right off of your room, so you won’t have to share with me or Ellie,” he explained. “And I’m right down the hall if you need something. I’ll, uh, I’ll leave you to it so you can get settled in, but if you need me, I’ll be around.”

    You walked into the room, looking around. You let out a breathy laugh before turning around and wrapping your arms around Joel’s shoulders.

    “Thank you,” you smiled. “I don’t think I can ever pay you back for this,” you added.

    “You don’t have to,” he shook his head. His arms held your middle, returning the hug. “Just get some rest, okay?”

    “That I can do,” you nodded, pulling away from the hug. “I’m gonna grab a shower and then try and catch up on some sleep. Just promise you’ll come wake me up for dinner.”

    “Promise,” he confirmed, giving you a nod. Without another word, Joel turned, leaving your room and shutting the door behind him.

    Now that you were alone, you walked over to the bed to get a closer look at what had been left. Clothes that seemed to be your size, a coat, a new pair of boots, a couple towels and rags, and some hygiene products.

    You couldn’t believe it. This all seemed so unreal. Even if you were dreaming, you were sure as hell going to enjoy it while it lasted.

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    Settling into Jackson was easier than you’d expected. It was an adjustment, of course, but you fell into a rhythm naturally. You certainly welcomed the change, and it had only been two months.

    Things had been amazing. You’d started being assigned different jobs, and you’d made some new friends. That wasn’t something you ever thought you’d do again. It was nice, having friends again. One of the closest friends you made was Tommy, which really wasn’t surprising.

    He had told you about what happened with him and Joel since the last time you had seen them. Some parts he chose to leave out, but you didn’t blame him. Everyone had done things they didn’t want to talk about after the world had changed. You’d never fault him for that. 

    During your time in Jackson, you’d also grown closer with Ellie. And of course, you grew closer to Joel as well.

    As you got to know Joel all over again, you could feel the old feelings of your crush returning. You tried to tell yourself that you were just feeling that way because he had saved you, but you knew you were just lying to yourself. Joel just had a way of giving you butterflies. It was ridiculous, he had you feeling like a schoolgirl with a crush.

    Joel was different, that much was clear. But you could tell that he was still the same man that would always lend a helping hand if you needed it. Underneath the gruff man that survived the apocalypse, there was still a kind soul.

    Despite your feelings, you never said anything. Having Joel as a friend (and housemate) is more important than trying for more and ruining things.

    “Hey, what time is dinner gonna be ready?” Ellie’s voice snapped you out of your thoughts.

    “What?” You hummed, shaking your head as you looked up from the alfredo sauce you had been stirring before your mind wandered.

    “Dinner,” she repeated. “I asked when it would be ready.”

   “Less than an hour,” you answered. “Sorry, I was caught up thinking.”

    “About what? Your crush on Joel?” She snickered.

    “I’m gonna regret telling you that, aren’t I?” You huffed, resuming your stirring.

    “Yup,” she nodded, walking farther into the kitchen and hopping up to sit on the counter.

    “Do you know if Joel’s gonna be home in time for dinner?” You asked, grabbing a spare spoon and dipping it into the sauce.

    “Should be,” she shrugged. “He likes when you make dinner, he can’t cook for shit. Doubt he’d miss it.”

    “Yeah, cooking was never his strong suit,” you laughed softly, offering the spoon to Ellie so she could share her thoughts on the sauce.

    Ellie took the spoon, tasting the sauce that was on it. She let out a hum, nodding in approval.

    “It’s good,” she complimented. “You’re a pretty good cook.”

    “Thanks,” you smiled, turning the heat down under the saucepan. “I can teach you sometime if you want,” you offered, reaching into the cabinet and grabbing a strainer to put in the sink.

    “Sure,” she nodded, “I can help you next time you make dinner.”

    “Sounds like a plan,” you hummed, grabbing the pot that you’d been boiling the pasta in. You took it to the sink, pouring it into the strainer.

    As you poured the pasta, you could hear the front door open. Ellie had been right, he wasn’t missing your dinner. You heard some shuffling and footsteps, then Joel was leaning against the doorframe leading into the kitchen.

    “Smells good in here,” he commented. “What’re you making?”

    “Pasta with alfredo sauce,” you answered, placing the pot back on the stove. “Ellie was my taste tester, she approves.”

    “Sounds good,” Joel gave a nod of approval.

    It wasn’t long before the three of you were sitting at the table, ready to eat dinner.

    “How was patrol today?” You asked Joel as you all started to eat.

    “Not bad,” he shrugged. “We didn’t come across anything too concerning. A few clickers, but nothing we couldn’t handle. What about your day? Everything okay at the stables?” He questioned in return.

    “Yeah, everything was great,” you smiled. “Zeus seems to be getting over the flu, he should be good to get back to riding any day now.”

    “Good,” Joel nodded.

    Before you knew it, dinner was over, and you were getting ready to wash up the dishes.

    “Need any help?” Joel offered, walking over and grabbing the soap.

    “Sure,” you hummed, “You wash, I dry?” You offered, picking up a dish towel.

    Joel gave you a nod and started running the water to get things started.

    “So, you guys came across some clickers today, huh?” You asked, leaning against the counter.

    “Yeah,” Joel replied, picking up the first plate and starting to wash it. “It was a small group of them, I think there were only four. Nothing too difficult to deal with,” he shrugged it off, handing you the plate.

    You accepted the plate, starting to dry it off with the dish towel in your hands.

    “Ellie and I were talking while I made dinner,” you began. “I’m gonna start teaching her to cook. She wants to help me make dinner next time I cook.”

    “Now you’ll both be better cooks than me,” Joel joked. “I can’t cook for shit.”

    “Yeah, Ellie was telling me about that earlier too,” you chuckled.

    The two of you fell into a rhythm as you washed and dried the dishes. You talked about random things. Joel’s next patrol, your shifts at the stable, going over to Tommy’s for dinner next week. Your shoulders were nearly bumping, and occasionally you’d nudge Joel’s arm with your own. It felt comfortable. Domestic.

    Eventually, you ran out of dishes, and your talk was coming to an end. As you put the last plate on the drying rack, you spoke.

    “We make a pretty good team,” you smiled, tossing the dish towel onto the counter next to the rack. You turned to face Joel, your hip leaning on the counter.

    “I’d say so,” Joel agreed, rinsing his hands before turning the water off. He grabbed a different dish towel and dried them off.

    “Finished this in half the time it would’ve taken me doing it alone,” you hummed.

    “I figured you cooked, least I could do was help you out with the dishes,” Joel reasoned.

    “I appreciate it,”  you nodded. It was only now that you realized how close you and Joel were standing. You kept your eyes on his, admiring the different shades of brown up close.

    “Any time,” he replied, dropping the dish towel onto the counter.

    “I’m really glad you found me and brought me back here,” you said softly. You knew he knew that already, but you felt as if you couldn’t tell him enough.

    “Of course. I couldn’t have left you out there,” he hummed out, his own voice softening.

    “Well, you could’ve. Plenty of people would’ve left me, or worse,” you sighed. “But you didn’t. You brought me here and gave me a safe place to live. I could never thank you enough for that.”

    “I couldn’t have lived with myself if I had left you,” he shook his head. “If it were anyone else, maybe. But you, I knew you before this whole world went to hell. I wasn’t leaving you behind.”

    His eyes looked so warm as they stayed on yours. You tried to reason with yourself. You were only imagining things because you had feelings for Joel. But on the other hand, your relationship with Joel just felt different. It felt like something more than a friendship.

    Then, you did something you’d never imagined having the courage to do.

    Stepping closer to Joel, you reached one hand up to gently hold one side of his jaw.

    Joel let out a soft sigh of your name, his hand coming up to grab your wrist and pull your hand away from his face.

    “I’m not the same man I was before,” he spoke quietly. “I’ve changed. You don’t know me anymore.”

    You could feel your heart drop into your stomach. A lump was already beginning to form in your throat. Pulling your hand away from Joel, you stepped back.

    “Right,” you nodded, looking anywhere but his face. “Well, thanks for helping with the dishes. I, uh, I should get some sleep. I’ve got an early shift tomorrow,” you stumbled over your words. Before Joel could reply, you practically ran out of the kitchen and to your bedroom.

    As the door was shut behind you, you leaned against the wood. You put a hand over your mouth as your eyes welled up. You’d fully embarrassed yourself in front of the one person you always wanted to impress. You weren’t sure how you’d face him again. 

    Laying in your bed, you stared at the wall, wondering if things between you and Joel could be normal again.

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    You were caught up in your thoughts as you made your way to the stables. It had been two days since you’d talked to Joel. Things had been tense. Breakfast was awkward, and he hadn’t even been coming home for dinner. He’d been eating at the dining hall instead. You felt horrible.

    Walking into the stables, you were snapped out of your head when you saw a familiar face.

    “Hey, Tommy,” you greeted, giving him a small smile. “Didn’t know you were working here today,” you commented.

    “I switched out with Daniel,” he explained. “I wanted to see how Zeus was doing after being sick,” he added. He turned to the aforementioned horse, giving him a pat on the nose.

    “He’s doin’ really good,” you replied, walking over and giving Zeus a pet down his mane. “I can tell he’s feeling a lot better.”

    “Good,” he nodded in approval. “Listen, Zeus isn’t the only reason I switched shifts,” he sighed. “I wanted to talk to you.”

    “You could’ve just asked to talk to me,” you chuckled softly. It wasn’t out of the ordinary for you to talk to Tommy. He was a close friend, after all.

    “Wanted to make sure Joel wouldn’t be around,” he reasoned. “He’s been pissy for the past couple days. I was wonderin’ if you knew what was going on.”

    You stayed silent for a moment, distracting yourself with petting Zeus gently. He nuzzled into your hand, making you smile sadly. After a moment of internal debate, you decided to tell Tommy what had happened. You knew you could trust him.

    “It’s my fault,” you admitted, keeping your eyes on Zeus instead of having to look Tommy in the eyes. “We kinda, I don’t know what to call it, we had a weird moment. We were talking and having a nice talk, and then I misread things.”

    “Misread things?” Tommy asked, urging you to continue.

   “I almost kissed him,” you spoke quickly, wanting to rip off the bandaid. “And he stopped me, told me he wasn’t the man I knew anymore. So I went off to bed, and we haven’t talked since. He doesn’t even come back to the house for dinner.”

    Tommy was quiet. You grew worried, so you finally lifted your gaze to look at him. He looked confused.

    “Are we talking about the same man?” He spoke. “Joel, my brother. You’re telling me he said that to you?”

    “No, the other Joel,” you deadpanned. “Yes, Joel, your brother. Why wouldn’t I be talking about him?”

    “Because he’s always been real fond of you,” Tommy replied as if it was obvious. “Even before the outbreak. He just figured you were too young to be into him,” he shrugged. “He’s even talked about you since coming to Jackson. He said a few times that he wished  you were here. That he wondered what ever happened to you.”

    You didn’t speak. You stood there, your mouth open, but no words coming out. That certainly wasn’t what you were expecting Tommy to say. You tried and failed to get out something that made sense. All you managed was a few random syllables.

    Turns out, you didn’t need to say anything. Tommy knew you well enough.

    “Go find him,” he chuckled. “He’s working on fixing up a house a couple streets over from here.”

    Without another word, you nodded and walked out of the stables. You had to get to Joel and talk to him. You were practically running through Jackson until you came across the job site. Slowing down, you walked over and asked Ben, another former contractor, if he knew where Joel was. He informed you that he was around back, working on the back steps of the house.

    Following Ben’s directions, you rounded the house, trying to calm your nerves the most you could. You turned the corner and immediately spotted Joel. He was hunched over the bottom stair, pulling it off so he could replace it with a new board.

    “Joel,” you called out as you walked closer.

    Joel’s head popped up and he blinked a few times as he saw you.

    “Can we talk?” You finally asked once you were standing in front of him.

    The man in front of you stood, wiping one hand over his forehead to wipe the sweat away.

    “Yeah, sure,” he nodded, but he was stiffer than he used to be. He informed another man working on the house that he’d be back in a little bit.

    The two of you began to walk, making your way down the street so you could have some privacy. You wound up in the yard of an unoccupied house and finally stopped. Glancing around, you made sure that no curious ears were nearby.

    “I talked to Tommy,” you began nervously. “He asked me what was going on with you. So, I told him the truth.” Your voice was soft, maybe even a little unsure. “He told me about how you feel. About me, I mean.”

    “What did he tell you?” Joel asked, and you could practically hear him gulping.

    “He told me that you had feelings for me, before all this,” you answered. “And that you talked about me. Wishing I was here.”

    Joel was silent, unsure what to say.

    “I guess what I wanna know is if it’s true or not,” you finally said.

    “It is,” Joel confessed. “All of it’s true,” he confirmed.

    “If it’s true, why did you push me away?” You asked. “I  just, I don’t get it.”

    Pausing, Joel took a deep breath.

    “I don’t deserve you,” he replied simply. As if it was obvious.

    You sighed, taking a step closer to the man. You lifted both hands, placing them against his chest.

    “You’re a good man, Joel. I have never once doubted that,” you assured. “You deserve to have someone. We managed to find each other at the end of the world, against all odds. I think that means that we deserve to give this a shot. To give us a shot.”

    Joel’s hands come up to lay over yours, and for a moment you’re worried that he’s going to push you away again. Your nerves are calmed when, instead, he guided your arms around his shoulders. He leaned in, his own arms wrapping around your middle. 

    Slowly, his head dips down, his lips hovering just over yours. Unwilling to wait another second, you close the gap and press your lips against his. It was better than you could’ve imagined. You were melting into the man holding you, and you couldn’t be happier.

    Joel was the first to pull away, wanting to speak.

    “Are you sure?” He asked, his voice barely more than a mumble.

    “Never been more sure about anything,” you answered.

    Joel smiled at you, the corner of his eyes crinkling as he did. You had always loved his smile. He leaned in, giving you another quick kiss.

    “I should get back to the job,” he spoke, but made no move to pull away just yet.

    “Yeah, I need to get back to the stables to help Tommy,” you agreed. “I’ll see you at home tonight,” you smiled.

    “I won’t be late,” he responded, finally, reluctantly, letting go of you.

    “I’m cooking tonight. Are you gonna be home for dinner?” You asked.

    “Wouldn’t miss it,” he nodded. “Won’t miss it again,” he added, pecking your forehead.

    Joel gave you one last kiss before starting to walk back to the house he’d been working on. You had a wide grin on your face as you walked back to the stables. You knew there would be some teasing from Tommy, but it was worth it.

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    “So, did you two finally get your shit together?” Ellie asked bluntly.

    You had all been sitting together in the living room after dinner, a Friends DVD playing on the tv. Ellie sat in an armchair while you and Joel sat next to each other on the couch.

    “What?” Joel furrowed his brows. “What the hell does that mean?”

    “Well it’s obvious that you’re in love or some shit,” she shrugged.

    You laugh softly at her response, shaking your head.

    “Hey, you shouldn’t be laughing,” Ellie stopped you. “Not when you’ve had a crush on Joel since he was your- what did you call it?- Hot older dilf neighbor?” Without another word, Ellie stands up and leaves you to explain yourself to Joel.

    You blink a few times before looking over at Joel, who was looking right back at you.

    “So I was your hot older neighbor, huh?” He grinned.

    You reach out an arm to smack his chest playfully.

    “Why else do you think I always happened to be outside when you were doing yard work without a shirt on?” You laughed, “I’m not religious, but I would thank God for making the Texas sun so fucking hot to work in.”

    “So you were ogling me?” Joel asked, his jaw dropped.

    “Oh yeah. Definitely ogling,” you nodded. There was no point in hiding it.

    “Here I was thinking I was perverted for liking a younger woman,” Joel huffed. “Turns out you were eyeing me like a piece of meat.”

    “The pervert was me the whole time,” you joked. “Just staring at your tits in the sun.”

    Joel laughed softly before leaning in and pressing a kiss to your lips.

    “That’s it,” he spoke against your lips. “You’re delusional, we’re going to bed.”

    Loving Joel was easy. Knowing that he came home to you each night, that he was finally yours after all those years of pining, it made living life in the apocalypse feel simple.

[outismm]

Hi- I just wanted to thank you for your Huck posts, it's like the only positive thing in his tag and it made me happy 😭 He's so good and deserves more appreciation! Have you seen season 2 yet? I would LOVE to hear your thoughts!

EEEEEEE HELLLOOOOO!!!!! This ask made me so incredibly happy. There will never be a time when I am not ready to Scream from the rooftops about Huck. Okie this is all just going to be rambling. Bouncing off the walls, giggling, kicking my feet, etc. Spoilers for acts 1 + 2, I'll probably rb this with more thoughts after act 3.

Being bisexual is so embarrassing bc while other people are doing in-depth analysis of the beauty that is this show, and I'm over here spinning a goober around that has,,, MAYBE 10 mins of screen-time, or less.

I DON'T EVEN CARE THOUGH MY HUSBAND IS BACK!!! WE'RE SO BACK!!!!!!!

Truly the instant I clocked his glasses I started squealing and pacing my room MNASDMAN there is no hope for me.

As expected, babygirl is not doing well! The moldy food was a good touch. The terrors are terroring.

Also not Huck related - but loved the Moses vibes Victor was bringing out this scene? Lots of Moses imagery w/ him, just a great move on the writers + animators part, considering his backstory.

It's really important to me that he's terrible at this MANSDMAN

Not only bc it's really Woughe (tm), but just,,, I do love that Huck is a coward? He's a coward in a very human way. 99% of what he does is purely out of desperation.

Just a great character trait tbh!

Also the fact that he's so hesitant gives me the vibes that he's probably never/rarely done this? Like :

This is not the stance of a man who mugs people on the regular MANDSMAN he looks so profoundly out of his depth. The second Victor starts walking towards him instead of trying to run, he starts freakin' the fuck out.

Either he's not used to doing this, or he's used to doing this to ppl who don't/won't/can't fight back. Ack.

^^ He also makes a little sob here when he's holding up the knife. Very important to me.

UHHNGHNOUGHH!!!!

They fixed his hairline and took away his stutter and de-aged him - which are all tragic for me specifically, BUT that's forgiven bc YIPPEEEEEEEE he no longer looks like he's on the verge of death MNADMANSDMN.

I'll forgive Hextech Jesus for hitting him with the Twink Beam. for now.

Victor DID however take away his beautiful brown eyes, and that cannot be absolved.

LOVE how the marks on his face line-up w/ where Victor touched him. Magnificent. Amazing. Kissing the artists with tongue.

Also can't believe I never noticed this before, but the chip in his tooth? Wagh <3

I do appreciate them getting a bit of not-quite-closure? Honestly just nice to see Vi and Huck interacting again after the whole Silco fiasco.

Also - have we ever seen Huck stand upright??? I think?? this might genuinely be the first time we see him at full height???

He's really not as short as he seems!! He's just always curled into himself like a pangolin. Love that deeply.

Also appreciate him getting a gun pointed at him again, always a good time. I love seeing him scared and stressed out <3 MNASDMNAD

He still reacts the same, too! Shoulders all tense, a lil leaned back, lips pursed. Idk I just like how the animators keep the Vibes of characters. All those little traits.

Hm.

I don't approve of him being in a cult but I DO approve of him being in a dress. So once again it balances out.

To whatever artist(s) on the team decided that outfit for him, I'm transferring my savings to your bank account.

No comment.

Actually yes comment - seeing him not back down from a threat is such a contrast to how he usually acts. Woughe. Cult Commune Induced Character Development (mixture of yays and boos)

It's interesting to see how while Victor is able to cure ailments, it also pulls away aspects of the individual's personality. Like that's Huck but that isn't Huck, y'know? We see it way more obviously w/ Salo in ep 4, which is real cool

AND AGAIN, NOTHIN' GOOD LASTS FOR LONG.

Can't wait to see the consequences of this on his physical and mental health <3 need to see him going through it tbh. He will find peace eventually.

Not yet though. get up you gangly fuck there's still more terrors to experience AKJDSAKDJ

I feel like he still has quite a lot of Character Arc To Character Arc so I doubt he's just gonna be like. A Corpse And/Or Corpse-Adjacent. Next act. t'would be very disappointing AMSDNAMDN.

OUGHEEEEE. OKAY. once again anyone who read through all this gets a cookie and a little flower as a hat. runs away.

[miusmusings]

Gmmtv 2025 Thoughts Tag Game

Rules: write your thoughts on all the gmmtv series pilots released today (or just the ones you plan to watch) and tag any 3 (or more! or less!) ppl whose thoughts you wanna know about!

We actually have quite an assortment of shows this year, so much variety!! Woo!! And very little school and uni too, count me a happy cow!

Dare You To Death - I'm not a big fan of JoongDunk (tho I do enjoy Joong alone), but the story is interesting. But it doesn't stand out much with all the offering we have from gmm this year. Will I watch this? If I'm very bored/in a watchy mood and this comes up on my yt page

Head to Head - I'm sold on the chemistry but the story is an old one. I do enjoy a good enemies to lovers, but unless it gets stellar reviews from folks here, i won't be taking a peek

Burnout Syndrome - THE SHOW THAT COULD HAVE HAD IT ALLL. It had OffGun, it has Dew. Gmm could have gone along and given us whole OffDewGun tbh. Oh well. I don't much enjoy love triangles, but GOTH GUN? WITH BLACK LIPSTICK??? and EVERYTHING Dew and Gun have going together? Don't mind if i do~

I Love "A Lot Of" You - Nanon was interesting in the trailer but it's straight. so.

Whale Store xoxo - cuteeee girliessss. what else does one need! The story hasnt captured my heart but ig i'll give it a try. if i'm bored and have time.

Only Friends: Dream On - THEY BROUGHT BACK MY HORRIBLE TERRIBLE AWFUL UPTO NO GOOD BLORBO?? and earthmix?? and JossGawin?? AND NEO??? I have been SCREAMING for months to see Boston going back to wreck-havoc-of-ppl lifestyle again and this. was an absolute dream come true. Tbh I didn't dream this big lmao. And it reminds me of a danmei i read recently so double yay! It does looks messy tho, and messiness stresses me out unless it's very well done so.... I'll start it, but idk if i'll finish it (much like the og Only Friends)

That Summer - It does look cute... but... hmm.... unless it's a real good story. i'll have to pass on. Nothing personal but with so many good shows, it's hard making time for mediocre ones (and like... real life obligations exist sob sob sob)

My Romance Scammer - I love the story line (con artists woot woot!) but the strength of the pairings remain to be seen. I'll wait for the reviews u.u

Melody of Secrets - I do love the aesthetics of this! And forcebook are great together. But the overall story line... Please don't start strong and fizzle out later, gmm, not on a good one like this!

Love You Teacher - Well i am Fascinated ✨✨I saw some 'ehhh' feelings in the show tags, but I've always loved the strange storylines so let's gooooo!! I'll watch this just to see what they're cooking, strength of storyline aside. And like PerthSanta are pretty on the screen together, they sold this series to me!

Mu Te Luv - I didn't see the trailer when it aired (needed to get me some water) and i haven't managed to gather enough motivation to see it yet. so.

Cat for Cash - CATS?????? MANY CATS???? YES. COUNT ME IN. And FK look good together too. I've been on and off with Fk over the years. Eclipse was meh. Moonlight Chicken was great. Only Friends had highs and lows. This is more cats than fk for me but i'm sat for this

Girl Rules - messy messy girlies. ON one hand i don't like mess ( i struggled to watch OF and skipped the middle eps), on the other hand - the ladies. Again, I'll start this but who knows if I'll be able to watch it all the way. I do HOPE i can watch all the way but if there's one thing in ik then t's that i can't ever trust my brain to finish smt :')

Boys In Love - I'm.... not sold. But I can see why we might need a few predictable, overdone bls. And I don't blame gmm, tho i won't be watching.

My Magic Prophecy - I do like JimmySea together but I'm not sold on the story. I'll be waiting for the reviews for this one too

A Dog and A Plane - TayNew have never disappointed me AND the story looks great! Predictable, but we enjoy easy romcoms in this household. I'll be watching this one :D

Me And Thee - again, i can never hate an easy, predictable romcom that's up my alley! And the pilot made me realize just how damn pretty Pond Naravit is. Like ik he's pretty, but this was downright illegal. I'm parking myself here more for Pond's face than the story, but i do hope they give us a good one, or i'll probably leave this unfinished, too :')

Wu - I've heard the talks about SkyNani.... and they do look good. But the pilot was too vague. I'll wait for the actual trailers to air.

Memoir of Rati - Historic bl??? in my life?? YES AND THANK YOU. I didn't manage to finish Wandee Goodday but that was cause of the story. GreatInn and always great. And also AouBoom??? Class difference?? Potential long distance relationship?? Maybe a bit of colonial hints? Delicious~

Ticket To Heaven - Now I ain't christian, but damn me if catholic guilt and religious imagery isn't peak aesthetics and feels. This gives me very missionary school vibes we have in the local here, and i've grown up hearing all about them even if i didn't see it directly (and thank heavens for that!) Also GemFourth are always a treat ❤️

No pressure tags: @ohanny @le-trash-prince @valentinaonthemoon

@enigmaharper @bubbalakebrome @persistinghorrors

@gaiaxygang @mrs-lunna @binary5tar1117

@poetry-protest-pornography @neolynne @doublel27 and every person who sees this! Join innnn :D

[p-oisn]

✪ moot appreciation time ! tag some of your fav moots and share what you love about them ! then place this in other blogs asks !

okay I tried including as many ppl as possible but these are the ones I can list from the top of my head / interact w the most so </3

@pupicito : SUUPER CUTE ACC ??? like every mb is so unique n cool everyone should frame fish's mbs on their wall 🤕 n also so supportive like every post of theirs deserves a billion notes . alsososo thee most fun person to talk to ever 😞 js so sweet I wake up solely to look at fish's mbs they are so perfect i could talk abt them forever

@wiotas : I was acc so happy when I found out we knew each otber from like late 2022 ish i forgot ... (you knew me since my wannabe edgy phase but 😨) bc i rmb wanting to be your friend so bad bc you seemed so cool n now we're moots ?!?! you're so sweet liek omg ☹️☹️☹️ you always are so supportive n everytime you use my mbs as your theme i feel like biting into a brick wall BC WDYM you like my mbs enough to use them as your theme that's such an honour coming from you esp ?! 😞

@y-vna : DONT EVEN GET ME STARTED ??? like oooh I'm so happy to have ari as a moot I don't even know what I did to deserve her 😞 n also you have such stunning jaw dropping toe curling stomach churning mbs like omg ???? giggling everytime I get an mb from from you bc it's literally like a blessing 🤞🏼🤞🏼 n js soo supportive

@jeonzio : scremaing and yelling everytime I look at your acc bc everything and I mean EVERYTHING abt is soooo pretty n pleasing to look at ?? you're soo sweet n also the cutest person ever !! idk what else to say but like live laugh love tee 🤕 I will forever cherish every single one of our interactions bc they are simply the cutest

@koosuvi : YOU'RE SOOO SUPPORTIVE SOBS I lovelovelove every single one of your compliments they make me want to start jumping around my room giggling 😞 n also you quite literally have one of THEE prettiest accs on tumblr like omg pls teach ... your mbs are always out of this world 😖😖 I love you n everything ab your blog never stop posting plz ill cry

@yeritos : JUNEEE my fav my fav my fav ☹️ the best nctzen on this app ugh there aren't enough words to describe my love for you 😞 your mbs are literally soooo gorgeous omg i was screaming n crying when you followed me back bc im literally your #1 fan . you're sososo nice n amazing n everything 🌸 I love waking up to your mbs everyday n eating my yeritos meal 🍴

@tookio : ONE OF THE BEST MOODBOARD CREATORS ON THIS APP literally no one comes close i mean it 😞 your entire account is sooo stunning like you really deserves ALLL the love in the world !! n omg how I love your comments they make my day soo much better I love you so much for that istg :(

@jaes1lvr : literally hugs n kisses to mely 🫂 /p one of my biggest supporters too n js super sweet 😞 your mbs are js sooo unique I wish I could plaster it on my forehead so everyone in the world could see them 😡😡 I will forever be grateful for your overwhelming support like omg <33

@s-heon : super cool person that i really really really admire 🤔 like omg i could talk abt how grateful I am to you for hours, days even bc you were like my biggest inspo ever while starting out n also your mbs 🔛🔝 im so happy I ever found your blog it has such a special place in my heart 🤕💓 i loev you to the moon n back .

[milesworld96]

My Predictions on who the Devil is or more so who I want it to be

LISTEN PLEASE HEAR ME OUT. We have Roddy going around claiming that he’s Adam’s Bestfriend, as well as MJF. But why don’t we bring back someone who also had a very close relationship with Adam Cole?

We have Adam appear at World’s End for MJF, have MJF win against Joe WITHOUT cheating this time. And after the match everything goes dark and the Devil comes out, the Devil attacks MJF; having Joe already left the arena and Adam being forced to watch his tag partner being harmed once again without him being able to help. After beating down on Max, the Devil faces Adam and removes his mask. Revealing my wife Kyle O’Reily. We go down the angle where Kyle is angry at Adam for choosing Max over Roddy when they had been together longer than he has with Max. (Referencing to their Undisputed Era/Elite days; ofc without Bobby this time💔). This spirals into another heart breaking and sob inducing story between Adam and Max; where Adam is conflicted between choosing the Undisputed Elite and Max once more, as both sides keep pressuring themselves onto Adam.

Eventually it comes to the point where Adam is forced to choose between them, at first appearing to Choose Max over them; before pulling the same shit he did to Roderick on NXT. Betraying Max, and reuniting the Undisputed Elite officially on AEW. This would lead ofc to a title match for Kyle O’Reily and Maxwell; with Roderick & Adam by his side (maybe the Kingdom if they still w Roderick at this time, we could replace Bobby with them ig). This would leave Maxwell all alone, and realize that everyone is truly against him and that he has no one left (since the Acclaimed basically said they wanted nothing to do with him too). So this betrayal of Adam and reunification of the Undisputed Elite will lead to the demise of Adamjf (when Cole gets better) AND the return of heel Max. Cus as much as I love babyface Maxwell, I need the douchebag he once was back asap.

Overall, if it really is Kyle O’Reily and I somehow manifested this into reality I think the adamjf story would be one of the greatest stories told tbh. I just really need the closure for them. And I rlly just want Kyle O’Reily back, I miss my wife💔💔. I’m not that good at making stories so I hoped this made sense💀 or atleast sounds a lil realistic

And here is the one that’s most likely to be true, but I already know the twitter fucks are gonna be pissed ab 💀💀

This is mostly just do to all the speculations and ppl (me) making fun of the whole real glass situation at All In, but what’s actually insane is the amount of glass was actually used and broken throughout the beatings people have taken with the Devil’s henchmen😭 like, Anthony being thrown through a glass window, Max having a glass bottle broken over him, and Hangman being dropped into a car windshield. Absolutely insane at how much glass they are using, that it’s honestly making me wanna believe that they are purposely using real glass as a symbol for Jack Perry.

Story wise I have no clue as to how they are gonna get this to work, and how they’d continue with it if they do reveal it to be Jack. Cause I know a lot of ppl are gonna be let down (not me I’ll just be happy my gf came back from war), but if it is Jack I hope tk knows what he is doing. And I HOPE that they can actually turn this into an interesting feud if this becomes reality 🙏🙏

But he could also just return and reignite the feud between him and Christian as well. But idk!!! I just need him back💔

[hvcrver]

byi/rules!!

1.) BASIC DNI CRITERIA

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2.) Anti-Proship

Loving reminder that proship means that you don’t harass people over fiction. It’s only a stance on harassment and censorship, and it doesn’t mean you have to like what I do or that I personally approve and enjoy what everyone else does! Quote from fanlore:

"The pro in pro-shipper means for, to contrast with the anti in anti-shipper (anti meaning against). However, possibly due to Fannish Osmosis, in some parts of fandom, the pro in pro-shipper has come to be understood as short for problematic instead.[5][6][7][8] Due to this new definition, many fans (mainly on Twitter) started to insert proshippers in their DNI lists because they do not want any type of contact with problematic ships These fans may also use the term "proship" as a noun to refer to the problematic ship that the proshipper allegedly supports. Others have incorrectly osmosed the word proshipper to be synonymous with pedophile."

So like. Yeah! Dances around. I don't fw most "problematic ships" but I just need pookies to know the actual definition of the term they are using before they start rallying hate mobs.

Fiction DOES affect reality, and you should be aware enough of that to cultivate your own online experience and use the function of blocking/filtering tags, blocking people, and your own common sense to make sure that you stay safe and everyone has fun!!

(Also if ppl block me bc they misunderstood I will scream and wail and sob /lh, DM/toss an ask if you have any questions!!)

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3.) If you can't follow the Three Laws of Fandom/think Dark Media/Dead Dove: Do not Eat/Whump/Yandere enjoyers are normalizing what they are writing about, also shoo. Not the place for you.

I feel like this explains itself, esp since I kinda talked about it above. Please cultivate and foster the online experience you want, follow proper online social etiquette, and realize that just because I find Shaiapouf attractive doesn't mean I want him to gut and eat me in real life. (Most likely. Probably. Maybe. If he asks REALLY nicely and bats his little boytwink lashes and gayass wings /sillyj)

4.) Do NOT compare me with other writers.

They are them and I am me and we both deserve our own little gold sticker stuck to our forehead! I think it's important everyone gets the recognition they deserve and I've been inspired by SOSO many writers on here, so make sure to go send support where deserved!

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WILL WRITE:

JJK, KNY, MHA, GI/HSR, HxH!! Mostly Phantom Troupe + Harbingers + Sampo + Satoru and Suguru + Shouta and Hizashi but like. Throw some crumbs through the tray slot, if I'm interested I will respond.

Yandere/Dark Fiction, reader-inserts, minor character death, non-con/dub-con slash hesitant? (doubtful of my writing skills to bring that justice), body horror/gore, dr**ging, etc...... idk I wanna flap my gay little wings and see whatever horrific shit I come up with /lh

WILL NOT DO:

Detailed pregnancy. I just can't man I don't want kids get those little HEATHENS OUTTA THERE!! I'll consider asks about it/drabbles but don't expect like an entire oneshot about it unless a hybrid AU takes me into a fucking chokehold. Then I might be doomed!

OCs, detailed requests, character/character requests (I can't say character/character as a whole I can feel Satosugu + the other homosexuals beaming lasers into the back of my head), oooomegaverse? Hybrids are neat-o to me but. I think I have Omegaverse PTSD I'll be real, come back when there's a more stable system/lore and less breeding.

SELF-HARM/SUICIDE IS A NO-GO!! Idk not only is it not fun for the reader/mc to just fucking. Croak. Self-harm is just not the way for me I don't think!! I MIIIGHHHT consider it but really don't get any hopes up.

PLEASE LET ME KNOW TO TAG SOMETHING IF IT IS TRIGGERING!! I WILL NOT BE MAD I AM JUST VERY FORGETFUL!! Idm if you ask tbh it honestly helps me find my own stuff once I go back, so win for everyone.

[aannonn]

i wanted to write it in the tags but couldn't because of tag limits sobs

not sure if i understood it correctly since idk alot about codes and much less about poems

but i think the poem is telling their story? (Dark's perspective on the showdown, to be more specific)

i did some researchs because i know (almost) nothing about code lolololl

also this is out of order

but here is what I THINK i understood:

''ppl born as enemies sometimes'' referring to the fact that Dark was created for the sole purpose to destroy Chosen

and Chosen had no other choice but to fight back

therefore making them enemies

they become friends eventually

but after the showdown, they came back to being enemies

they were enemies from the start and now they are enemies again

just a thought but i think that can also be referring to their names

''The Dark Lord'' is very often used to refer to some villainous, mundane, evil person (or God; Very often Gods)

While ''The Chosen One'' is often used as the hero of the story; The one who is doomed by the narrative, pretty much also the protagonist (+ Sometimes they can also be a God; Or maybe Godlike, I guess)

''if (twisted_fantasy.contains (we.you && we.me){'' refers to Chosen and Dark both being t3rr0r1sts and the only thing they both cared about was each other (Or that's at least what Dark thought)

''switch (POV.you)'' refers to when Chosen changed perspectives/ideas/objectives in AvA5

In the beginning, he is most likely the one who influenced Dark to destroy websites, and Dark just went along with it and had genuine fun

But now, he no longer wanted to destroy websites

He's the one who changed POVs first, and he tried to make Dark change POVs too

Though that didn't work

and then they become enemies again. Just like how they were at the start and just like how they were born to be

''POV.you = another_pov;'' This is what really makes me absolutely sure that this poem is about Dark's perspective on the showdown, and his and Chosen's relationship.

''if (true){ ㅤㅤcout << ''vision only victory\n ; } else{ ㅤㅤㅤ//don't vision losing }'' just a guess, but I think it refers to the fact that, deep down, Dark knows that Chosen is right (or Dark wants to change POVs too) (Not sure about this part), but his code doesn't allow him to think that way; He was solemnly created to destroy, and disobeying your code is like disobeying your own parents.

''The whole thing under continue''

(''relationship.me = enemy (relationship.you) ;'') Makes me think this is Dark being created to be The Chosen One's enemy,

(''but somehow we are meant to be\n'') but they managed to overcome this and fight everything that came in their way (Dark's code, their own creator)

(''your_shield = we.me;'') and being each other's shield

(''bool peace = false; //we got something real worth'') but proving to be false // their relationship was worth much more than just "enemies"

(In computer science, the Boolean (sometimes shortened to Bool) is a data type that has one of two possible values (usually denoted true and false) which is intended to represent the two truth values of logic and Boolean algebra.)

''Hold_On_Tight();//for your life, again'' Enemies To Friends To Enemies again (idk how to explain it correctly i-)

not sure what everything else means though-

aaand that's basically it! :D

I'm 97% sure i'm wrong about, like. atleast most of these, but eh- it was fun to ramble, I think.. /gen (silently hoping im right about atleast some of them, but i'm really bad at codes and poems so im probably just plain out wrong lmao i tried-)

code poetry

I hope someone understand this. Also, there's lots of error and I meant it.

[melancholiaenthroned]

10 characters | 10 fandoms | 10 tags

i was tagged by @bladeofavernus tyyyy<3 i rlly struggled to think of 10 fandoms im currently in (that had characters i care a lot about. sorry malevolent) but this was fun! not tagging 10 ppl bc im insecure and dont want to be a bother but ! not in any particular order but here they r

michelle carter (dc comics) the realization that i can only pick one dc character for this... so scary. idk if michelle is my favorite dc character ever but shes certainly up there and right now shes at the top of my brain... what does it mean to walk out of the fridge... what does it mean when everyone remembers you dying except for you... hes mourned you but youre back and you didnt even know you were gone... funerals are for the living....

paige duplass (the silt verses) my girlllll augh. augh. my false prophet... its been going not great for her lately and every scene with her recently makes me want to rip my heart out and sob and sob and sob. she just wants to fix the whole world. is that too much to ask. it might be. ill support her forever tho idc if her godchild fucks up and destroys the whole earth i will always be on her side. she went to business school shes a star employee shes an alcoholic shes mother mary. shes everything

amanda young (saw) you knew she was gonna be here i love her so bad. ive spoken at length about amanda before u all know my thoughts. saw iii you will always be famous

jung heewon (orv) thought id throw in a recent interest even tho im still no where done orv^_^ jhw is my favorite so far ever since her scene where she first used judgement day... i love the avenging angel type of character esp the way she does it (attack dog baby!) and i love her dynamic with the rest of the group.

kim kitsuragi (disco elysium) everyday i am thinking about him if you dont see me post about him know that im still thinking about him. i miss him bad

clara (pathologic) shes just a baby... i love her... i love a girl who is silly but so tragic i love a girl who was born in an empty grave i love a girl with frightening powers she doesnt understand i love a girl placed in a situation outside of her control who is still blamed when it goes wrong.

apollo (wildstorm) doesnt count as dc ok. im reaching here im rlly not into that many things its mostly just dc comics. but its his wildstorm self i actually care about sooo counting it. i miss when he killed ppl

calroy cruller (dimension 20) sorry im gonna be a calroy head forever probably hes so special to me. i love villain monologues i love treason i love betrayal.

sasha (borderlands) not into borderlands anymore but she makes this list bc sasha isnt a borderlands character to me ok shes a dear friend. i love her forever even if i will probably never play those games again. ok thats a lie but ill probably never talk about them online again. ok thats a lie too

eddie brock (marvel) it was truly a struggle to think of ten fandoms i currently care about um. i dont even like current venom comics. but eddie will always be special to me i love u insane girl<3

not tagging anyone today im way too tired to think of ppl sorryyyy but if u want to do this just say i tagged u 👍

[moominquartz]

Humans are fascinating in that they are meant to change. Gems cannot. Their programming is irreversible and resolute.

A Rose Quartz character study. Contains spoilers through Steven Universe Future S01E04: Volleyball.

Rose Quartz has never loved anyone more than she has loved Greg Universe.

It almost hurts to admit. She loves Pearl, of course — and that, perhaps, is a fault; for Pearl adores her to the point of exaltation.  But Pearl’s feelings for Rose are solely because she was programmed to adore her Diamond, and therefore Rose can never allow herself to reciprocate; the one thing she cannot allow her. That is a conversation she and Pearl will never have, because Rose is a coward.

But Rose is a hypocrite, because she adores Greg in much the same way.

“My Greg,” she murmurs between kisses, enjoying very much how Greg could never know the true connotation of that phrase. How beautiful, to promise oneself so wholly to another, not out of duty or propriety, but because one wanted to.

“My Rose,” Greg tries once, and Rose freezes.

No one has called her theirs in centuries. Pearl stopped once the rebellion began in true force, because it could ask some people to connect the dots — even in private, Rose had felt it was too risky, and it would reinforce a mindset Rose wanted to eradicate. (Not that she’d been successful at that.)

Rose had called Pearl “my Pearl” countless times; at first, it had made Pearl intensely uncomfortable, but over the years it had turned into a point of pride. She’d always meant it, every time. Rose had not used such a term of endearment with any of the men she’d dated — not before Greg. And even then, she hadn’t meant it any less.

But Greg whispering those words makes Rose remember every member of her court. She remembers the way Pearl had said those words shortly after assuming her new identity. She remembers every Jade, every Pebble, every Pearl —

I shouldn’t have been standing so close, my Diamond —

Greg’s hands curl around hers, begging her back to the present. “Hey, are you okay?” he asks, voice softer than she could ever deserve.

“Of course,” she murmurs, a lie they both recognize.

“You don’t have to talk about it,” Greg says. “Would you rather I not say that?”

She nods. It ends there.

Greg never pushes her for anything. Never asks her for details. Never questions the horrible, horrific past she hides from everyone.

She doesn’t deserve it. She deserves someone who demands explanation, who demands her to prostrate herself and accept judgment for all of the people she’s ever hurt. Someone who sees right through her and refuses to accept her.

But Rose Quartz is a coward in love, and Greg is a soft blanket; he is her shield from her own past, and she takes great pleasure in escaping in him.

-

When she accepted her colony, she left Spinel behind. Thousands of years later, she tends the garden surrounding her fountain and wonders where Spinel is now. Did she ever look for Pink Diamond? Did she ever find that Pink was shattered? Did she accept that answer, was she given another role on Homeworld?

Without Pink Diamond, Spinel had no purpose. Had White shattered her?

Rose considers the Garden. She considers making the trek to the desert alone, reactivating Pink Diamond’s ship, and returning to the Garden. Finding Spinel, if any pieces of her remain, and bringing her back to Earth.

But it was quite possible that the other Diamonds would be notified if the ship was used again. She couldn’t risk it. She couldn’t risk bringing the Diamonds’ attention back to Earth.

After all, after the Corruption, they had abandoned the place. Even with gems in such a maimed state, the planet itself was safer than it had ever been. She couldn’t risk all the life on Earth for just one gem.

Just another mistake she’d made, never rectified. Just another crime, never judged. Just another fear, never put to rest.

-

Bismuth proposes the Breaking Point with a gleam in her eye.

Rose doesn’t turn her down out of any sense of justice, out of any sense of morality. In all honesty, Bismuth brings up an argument that shouldn’t be ignored. In war, when the enemy is willing to shatter you, you cannot simply poof and bubble. It’s a time consuming, delicate way to eliminate them, and Homeworld has greater numbers, heavier artillery, and too many resources.

But Rose can’t allow Bismuth to shatter her. Even if Bismuth has no idea that she’s presenting this idea to her greatest enemy.

When Bismuth insists, when she points out the strategic benefits, Rose knows she’s right, and she knows she has no real argument against her.

“I’m sorry,” Rose says with finality, “but it isn’t right.”

“Isn’t right?!” Bismuth’s temper is flaring, spiking past just irritation and incomprehension. “What does that mean? This is a war, Rose! We don’t have the luxury of moralizing our actions! We need to prioritize our soldiers. Your soldiers!”

“Calm yourself.”

Bismuth’s fuse does not extinguish. She threatens her, says she’ll go to the others about this. And Rose cannot justify herself to the others, who will no doubt see that Bismuth’s weapon is exactly what they need. And if they question her, they’ll dig, and they’ll expose a truth Rose cannot possibly hope to explain. It terrifies her.

So Rose extinguishes Bismuth’s fuse for her, and pretends — for her own sake — that it never happened.

-

Pearl, broken beyond repair. Spinel, abandoned. Bismuth, bubbled and hidden. Pearl, enslaved and silenced. Lion, dead. All of the Rose Quartzes, bubbled and falsely judged. Hundreds and hundreds of Gems, corrupted. Amethyst, isolated. The Earth, permanently scarred.

At some point, all of her mistakes add up to a terrifying sum.

Humans are fascinating in that they are meant to change. Gems… Gems cannot. Their programming is irreversible and resolute.

Rose Quartz is Pink Diamond, and Pink Diamond is a monster.

-

After a particularly trying tour of the Prime Kindergarten, Rose asks Greg pointed questions about human reproduction. And, though red-faced and flustered, he explains it to her. He takes her to the Budwick Library, where they go through health textbooks and detailed diagrams, and Rose realizes something extraordinary.

“Do you think we could do that?” she asks, as the book shuts.

“Huh?” Greg blinks at her, confusion writ across his face. “You mean — have a baby together?”

“Do you think we could create life together, you and I?”

Rose thinks of the Kindergartens. She thinks of how much life she recklessly destroyed in order to create gems who only worked to destroy even more of it. But humans… Humans were designed to preserve life, gloriously, nothing being sacrificed for their survival except time and energy.

Greg’s eyes are on her, thoughtful and sensitive as always. “I… this is probably a weird question, but uh.” He blushes. “Do you even… do you even have that kind of… equipment?”

“I could shapeshift it,” she murmurs, enraptured. “I could give myself ovaries and eggs and a vagina and a cl—”

“I-I guess you could!” Greg squeaks out. She giggles; she can’t possibly begin to fathom why he’s so embarrassed about this when it’s such a gift. “I… could you… could you hold all of that? For months?”

“Sure.”

Most gems couldn’t, but she’d had plenty of practice shapeshifting. And on top of that, she was one of the most powerful gems in existence, though she would never tell Greg that. Not unless he asked.

“But I thought…” Greg runs a hand through the gorgeous mane of his hair. “I thought gems couldn’t… reproduce like that.”

“We can’t.”

He starts, turning quickly to stare at her in horror, all the adorable awkwardness and embarrassment vanishing. She understands, and she wants it anyway.

“You mean…”

“I don’t think I would ever be able to give birth in the way that humans can,” Rose admits as she stares at the cover of the textbook. She places her hand on the cover, caressing the image of the pregnant human. “Gems aren’t designed for it. But if I could give up my form to create another life…”

To allow a new life to form and to erase an irredeemable one in the same breath.

“I — Rose.” There’s something odd in his voice. “I don’t know. I… You’ve lived for eons. You would seriously give all that up? You wouldn’t — you would die for this?”

“Yes.”

The answer is easy. The loose ends that are left in her life aren’t within her reach. What better bow to tie on her existence than to make up for her mistakes? To create a being that not only is capable of change, but is designed to?

“I…” Greg’s voice shifts. He sets his hand over the one she’s placed on the book. “...Let’s talk about this later, okay?”

“Of course.”

-

When the test is positive, things change drastically.

Firstly, Garnet forbids Rose from accompanying them on any missions.

“My future vision is useless here,” Garnet explains as her gaze, though obscured behind her visor, lands on her still flat stomach. “And… from what you and Greg have explained to me about human pregnancies, it seems a fragile thing. Let’s not test fate.”

“I can take care of myself,” Rose insists. “I am not a human.”

“I know.” Garnet shrugs, a half-smile playing on her lips. “Heed it anyway.”

So even though Rose rolls her eyes and huffs and pouts, she does as Garnet asks. After all, Garnet has never steered her wrong before, and Rose doesn’t want a reason to fear for her child’s life before it’s even begun.

Not that she’ll be around to fear for it when it has.

Secondly, Amethyst starts avoiding her. It isn’t what Rose expected, but she isn’t surprised. Amethyst has never adapted very well to loss.

Thirdly, Pearl shatters.

Not literally, of course. But Pearl becomes fractured, pieces of her former self.

“I hadn’t realized it was actually possible,” Pearl whispers in horror.

The two of them stand on the cliff above the temple, watching the waves. Below them, Greg and Amethyst are jamming, and Amethyst hits the drums with more voracity than usual.

“Isn’t that the wonderful thing about humanity?” Rose replies, awe and love coloring her voice. “Nothing is predictable. It’s always changing. If Greg had been anyone else, I don’t think I could have done this.”

Pearl frowns. Tears are in her eyes, but she does not shed them. Rose wishes she would.

“You know, Rose, that I have followed you through the furthest reaches of space, and I would follow you to the very end.”

Pearl’s fists clench.

“But I don’t believe I can follow you in this. Rose, you… you will be gone. Dead, in the human sense. You’ll be shattered.”

“Shattering means I would be in pieces for the rest of my existence,” she corrects, calm, quiet, patient. “This is different. I would cease to be, and instead, a new life will sprout in my place. Isn’t that wonderful?”

“Of course it isn’t!” Pearl snaps, raising her voice at Rose for the first time in years. “You can’t keep using that word! You can’t — you can’t just abandon us like this!”

“We have nine months until the child is born. I won’t be leaving until then.”

Nine months is but a blink to the two of them, and Pearl’s hurt, defeated expression shows just what she thinks of that.

“In these nine months, I need you to come to terms with this decision I’ve made. I don’t need you to understand it, just accept it. And, my Pearl…”

Rose wraps both of her hands around one of Pearl’s, and her dearest friend freezes.

“I need you to promise me that you will not abandon my child as I am abandoning you.”

Pearl begins to shake as the tears, finally, slip from her cheeks. “Rose… Rose, this isn’t fair. You know this isn’t.”

“I know.”

Neither of them move. Rose waits as Pearl, trembling, terrified, wrestles with the ugly jealousy and pure adoration inside of her. The sun has set and the city quieted by the time Pearl finally meets her eyes again.

“... I promise.”

It is the cruelest thing Rose has ever asked of her.

-

Rose doesn’t technically need to eat, but after discussing it with Greg and Vidalia, it seems that energy is a thing babies need.

“All of my energy comes from my gem,” she tells them. “Surely the baby will simply take energy from there as well.”

“I dunno,” Vidalia mutters, eyes heavy with makeup as she looks to her own son. Rose remembers baby Sour Cream fondly, though he has grown exponentially since their adventure. “The babe doesn’t have your gem yet. Maybe you should be eating.”

“They’re part human too, after all,” Greg murmurs.

Rose doesn’t think it’s necessary, even still. But the idea of her eating, and that energy going to the life forming within her, seems to comfort Greg, so she agrees, however reluctantly.

And then she discovered that food seemed to directly correlate to the horrendous “morning sickness” that she’d heard so, so much about. They didn’t have a restroom within the temple, which meant a lot of unpleasant mornings were spent by the seaside.

It even interrupts peaceful sleep spent at Greg’s side in his cozy little van. It drives her absolutely crazy, and Greg frets, stumbling after her as she rushes to the ocean waves. Sometimes she actually pukes, sometimes she doesn’t, and she hates its lack of predictability.

“Garnet,” Rose whispers one morning as she collapses, somehow exhausted, onto the temple’s warp pad. “Can’t you just use your future vision to tell me when I’ll puke?”

Garnet chuckles. “Sorry.” She isn’t sorry. “I’ve told you before. You’re already an anomaly, hard to pin down with foresight. Throwing human pregnancy into the mix is… well. You’ll be fine, I’m sure.”

Rose groans. Garnet’s smile stays for only a moment more, before she sits next to her.

“Rose. You know that I will follow you, unerringly.”

“Of course.” Rose’s eyes close, though she knows Garnet’s remain open.

“I know that Pearl and Amethyst are struggling with the choice you’ve made, the choice you’re making, in their own ways. But I just can’t understand it.”

Rose gestures, without looking, toward everything. “You know how I feel about humans, don’t you? How could I possibly resist the decision to create one?”

“You’ve resisted before. None of the humans you’ve been with have spawned this desire in you. Except for this one.”

Garnet is clever and wise, and it isn’t just Sapphire that makes her that way. Though Sapphire has the gift of foresight and level-headedness, Ruby has always been the less naive of the two.

Still, Rose doubts she can ever properly explain this decision to any of them. Maybe Pearl could come the closest to true understanding, if she ever thought to put her (understandable, justified) emotions to the side for a moment.

“I’ve made a lot of mistakes in my life,” Rose says, opening her eyes and staring upwards. Stars are still visible, though the sun has already begun to warm the night sky. “Perhaps even too many mistakes. But this decision… doing this, with Greg. This isn’t one of them.”

They say nothing for a while. No doubt Garnet is waiting for Rose to say something clarifying and sensical. The fusion watches her expression while Rose watches the sky. The stars vanish, midnight blue becoming purples and pinks and reds and oranges, and when the sun is finally high enough for the sky to be its typical, baby blue self, Garnet sighs.

“I’ll never understand it,” she says at last. “But at the same time… I do.”

Rose is relieved, even though she almost wishes Garnet had taken that bait. ‘Elaborate, Rose. You said ‘too many mistakes.’ Enumerate them.’ But Garnet is too trusting, and Rose is too afraid, and so she lets the mystery die.

-

Whenever Rose happens to be in the same room as Amethyst, Amethyst immediately has something more important to do. Rose thought she’d be fine with it, but after a few months, it has become something that hurts.

She misses the starry-eyed little gem who would follow her around, hanging onto every word and imitating every action. Of course, that desire is too close to something she doesn’t want to be, but she cannot help her programming, faulty as it is.

She is over the morning sickness by now, and her pregnancy is beginning to show. Rose can’t help but be awestruck by it, because her body seems to be shapeshifting without her consciously willing it. Is this growth?

Pearl, bless her gem, is making an effort. Rose sees it, appreciates it; she sees the way Pearl flinches at the sight of her, at the reminder that Rose will be vanishing from her life, and appreciates that Pearl looks anyway. Garnet looks upon her and sees an even larger blind spot than usual, and accepts it, prepares for the worst case scenario as she knows she may not be able to avoid it.

But Amethyst? Amethyst refuses.

“I don’t think I can do this,” Rose confesses to Pearl and Garnet one night. “I can’t. I can’t spend these last few months without her.”

And it may be selfish, but Rose believes Amethyst will regret it if this continues on; if Amethyst doesn’t speak a single word to her until she’s giving birth. By then, it will be too late.

And she cannot allow another mistake.

Garnet decides to speak to Amethyst first. She says that will go over better than Rose trying to corner her, and Rose agrees. So, though she doesn’t hear the conversation, when Garnet brings Amethyst outside of her room, Rose feels fear strike her heart.

Amethyst looks… disgruntled, like she’s just been scolded. Her arms are crossed as she comes to Rose and Pearl.

“Pearl,” Garnet calls. “Let’s give them a moment.”

Pearl looks like she might roll her eyes, but she does as Garnet heeds, and a moment later the two of them have vanished into the warp pad. Now it is just Rose Quartz, alone with an Amethyst whose entire existence is built upon Rose’s mistakes.

“Amethyst,” Rose begins, quiet and gentle. She won’t startle this little one. “Let’s talk about this. You can’t keep avoiding me forever.”

“Yeah I can,” Amethyst snaps, shoulders tensing. “Just watch me. What will it matter when you’re gone, huh? If that’s what you want so bad?”

Rose blinks. “Uh… wait, that isn’t what I want. I’m going to have a child, remember? Just like humans do all the time.”

“Yeah, but humans don’t die when they do! Well — well, most of them don’t! But you found out you’d like, have to die, and you were just like, ‘all right, sure, sign me up!’”

“Am—”

“I just don’t get it!” Amethyst all but shouts, loud enough that she may have even been heard in Beach City. “You can’t just run away when you want to! But you’re gonna do it anyway! You’re running away and never coming back, and you don’t even care that everyone wants you to stay!”

“Is that not what you’re doing?” Rose challenges, and Amethyst’s eyes meet hers for the first time; wide, shocked, tearful. “Running away?”

“I…!”

“Maybe I am,” Rose admits. Amethyst blinks, frozen. “Maybe I am running away. But maybe that doesn’t matter. Maybe I’m hitting two birds with one stone: I’m hiding from my mistakes, but also, I’m creating new life from nothing. It’s… it’s almost like I’m human.”

Almost.

Amethyst sniffs before she plops down onto the ground next to her. They both stare out at the sea for a second, until Amethyst turns and places her hand on Rose’s growing belly.

“There’s someone in there, huh,” Amethyst says, not quite asking. Rose smiles and nods anyway.

“I… I just dunno what we’re all gonna do with you, Rose.” The little one leans against Rose, sighing as she drops her hand from her belly. “I felt like, if I didn’t acknowledge it, I could pretend it wasn’t happening. And… and you’re just getting more pregnant.”

“Maybe I should have talked to all of you more seriously about it,” Rose murmurs.

“I think I’d still be super mad,” Amethyst snorts. “But like… I dunno how humans work, but I promise, we’ll be super helpful to the baby. It’s gonna be like I was, right? With no memories and no idea what its purpose is?”

“Yeah.” It’s a melodic sigh, celebratory.

“Sweet.”

Isn’t it?

-

The very first time she feels the babe kick her from within, everything — not just in her pregnancy, not just the morning sickness and the craving human food and the aching back and feet, but in the entirety of her existence — everything has been worth it, for this one moment.

“Greg,” she whispers, stars in her eyes.

Greg lifts his head from the book he’s got in his hand. “Hmm?”

“Greg, come here — oh!”

He sits upright, stretching. The day has been a lazy one, and as enjoyable as it’s been, he’s moving too slow. “You’re going to miss it!” she insists, grabbing his hand and yanking it over.

“Whoa!”

She presses it to where the movement just was, waiting, on the edge of her seat, hopeful. Greg seems to stop breathing, eyes widening, as they both oggle her belly.

And then—

“There,” Rose whispers.

Life.

“Oh my god.” Greg’s eyes water. He laughs, slow and surprised, and then it evolves, changing into something ecstatic and joyous. Rose cannot help but join him, overtaken by emotion in a way she has never been before.

Then Greg begins to sob, and his arms wrap around her, holding her close.

As she embraces him in her warmth, she wonders if humans have been in her shoes before; if they have made loved ones grieve for them before they’ve passed, knowing they’ll be bringing new life with their passing.

A part of her aches. A part of her fears.

“They’re in there,” she murmurs, hoping to comfort him. “Kickin’ around. Probably gets that from you.”

Greg chuckles, though it’s tinged with tears. “Yeah, right, miss ‘rebel leader.’ They’re gonna get all of their feistiness from you, and you know it.”

She can’t help the smile. “Yes. I do.”

-

By the time they are recording the tapes — the only thing their child will ever have of her — Rose can’t help but think, for once without any fear at all, as she stares into the camera and speaks to someone she will never know:

Rose Quartz has never loved anyone more than she has loved Steven Universe.

[framboiseis]

hiii :D im fer or fex (any pronouns) and im new to tumblr!!

(yes, i come from twt) im starting this acc mainly to post my drawings and silly little thoughts. i will be posting both in english and spanish!!

im mainly going to be drawing karmaland, dsmp and batman :p as well as giving out hcs of this.

dni: nsfwmcyt, poppyblr, radfem, transmeds, validate lesbian trans men, take everything too srlsy

[surshica]

RUMOR HAS IT..

: CL16

genre: fluff,angst? (if you squint),social media (smau) + written

warnings: translated french and korean,cussing

A/N: imma just add angst just in case i forget but if you squint maybe it’ll be there? also broken humor here i made this in the morning soo excuse any typos..not proofread btw!

synopsis: charles is in a new relationship with a runway model and fashion icon reader—all is well until a rumor comes around saying he is cheating on you with your bestie.. (fc: tingting_lai)

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yourusername you literally invited your bf..

yourbestie he fell asleep 😒

arthur_leclerc …slanderous.

charles_leclerc everyday with you is a wonder day mon ange <3

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pierregasly i think imma throw up

maxverstappen1 me too

landonorris me three

charles_leclerc go away.😐

f1wags beautiful as always!!

user5 check your dms bestie…

user3 drop the workout routine.

user2 okay BUT how does he bag someone like you. TELL ME THE SECRETS

user4 right the math isn’t mathing !

user1 he fr must of bribed her with like a castle in monaco or smthing

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yourusername i wish 🫤 i kinda just got stuck babysitting him

charles_leclerc that’s not true and you know that…

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f1wags

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f1wags was dmed a photo of what looks to be yourbestie and charles staring at eachother lovingly while yn is away! is this the case of playboy charles returning after years of being in a relationship with yn 👀😉🫣

user1 doesn’t yourbestie have a bf…

user6 yeah and it’s charles’ brother!!

user5 SOMETHING DOESNT FEEL RIGHT

user1 nah..she a brother hopper😭, yn and arthur deserve better

user8 idk where yall seeing the love like eye contact because i for-one do not see it!!

user9 RIGHT like it doesn’t make sense, it was yourbestie who introduced charles to yn so why would she want to get with him now when she had all those years ago to get with him? ppl making stuff up.

user8 it’s like you were reading my mind!

user10 it shouldn’t be our business too!

user3 PIERRE LIKED THIS?!:!he probably knows something we don’t…

user5 @pierregasly spill the beans mister; i know you know all the f1 gossip

user4 okay but why did yn like it too? does she know something too?

user2 yn liking this is definitely giving hot girl revenge arc!!

yourusername now wtf is this?

user13 SHE REPLIED. OMG SHE KNOWS.

user4 YN REVENGE ARC YESSS

user3 charles gonna regret he hurt this girls feelings

user9 we love a good villain arc!

user10 her replying is iconic

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yourbestie cheers to an 14 year friendship! you truly are the world to me, you are like the sister i’ve always wanted. i cherish every memory with you, i am greatful for everything you do for me! i can’t wait to see what the future leads us too~ 너무 사랑해요!! i love you so much

yourusername YOURE SO ADORABLE. :( i wish you weren’t busy so we could hang out today, 나는 당신을 더 사랑 !!! i love you more

yourbestie I KNOW IM SORRY something came up last minute but i promise to make it up to you in a girls day<3

yourusername yeah you better.

yourbestie anything for you!

yourusername @charles_leclerc take notes!

charles_leclerc you two are literally just flirting with eachother in the comments…what more do you want me to do:(

arthur_leclerc feel my pain

user3 aint no way she posted this while quiet literally fcking her bff’s bf behind her back..

user7 THIS IS SO CUTE IM SOBBING

user12 not until you find out she flirting with charles.

user9 can y’all take these negative ass comments somewhere else and just enjoy the fact ITS AN 14 YR FRIENDSHIP.

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user13 i want what they have.

user4 brother hopper!!!😂

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f1wags

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f1wags charles leclerc and your bestie spotted roaming around monaco ‼️ charles and your bestie were reported to go on a shopping spree and they looked very happy and giggly. reportedly they came out of cartier with two bags, both were holding a bag. maybe this a sign that these two are actually together 👀🔥

user1 no fcking way..

user3 ON THE FRIEND-VERSARY ??

user6 didn’t she tell yn she was busy..

user13 busy fcking charles..thats for sure

user5 this is more disgusting than i thought

user9 imma give them the benefit of the doubt maybe we weren’t supposed to see these photos!!

user10 we should fr respect their privacy, idc if he is cheating on her or not this is fr creepy.

user7 okay but coming out of Cartier with bags?! now i’m even more suspicious..

user11 i feel so bad for yn and arthur, the fact they liked this too. they need to find better bf and gf fr😭

yourusername 진심이야, 이거 진짜야? 🫠 seriously, is this real?

arthur_leclerc lets not get ahead of ourselves, you guys don’t know what’s going on..

user6 arthur you know what is going on between these two? and what they are doing together?

arthur_leclerc yeah, i know the plans but i don’t like that you guys are jumping to conclusions like this

yourusername 🤔

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a small pout formed onto your lips, ohone in hand screen frozen on the f1wag page. a part of you wanted to be in disbelief of what you saw. charles had told you that he something important to do and bestie name had said she was busy as well. the dots were slowly connecting as if it was a game of squares.

the thought of your boyfriend of almost two and a half years cheating on you with your best friend was not a pleasing thought, scowling at the idea of it. you were sitting down on the couch knees tucked into you, your head resting on them staring down at the phone screen. dozens of thoughts flooded your brain.

is he cheating on me? how long? does arthur know he is being cheated on? are they for sure cheating on me? they’re childhood friends i don’t think he is cheating on me! bestie name doesn’t even like charles like that! am i being played? the thoughts had flooded your brain you had completely forgotten to get ready. the vibration of your phone had broken you out of your dazed state. looking at the caller id it was him. it was charles, the words in bold “lover boy<3” had popped up with a cute picture of him. pressing the accept button you put it on speaker,

yn : hello?

lover boy<3 : mon ange! are you ready?

yn : ..uh yeah im almost ready!

lover boy<3 : okay i’ll be there to pick you up in 15 minutes~

his voice sounded deeper through the phone, a small smile formed onto your lips

yn : where did you go charlie? you’ve been out for a while..

lover boy<3 : have i? désolé chérie je devais faire quelque chose d'important, sorry honey i had to do something important why? are you worried about me? how sweet

charles had a small smirk formed on his lips, he just dropped off your bestie name at her house as he called you.

yn : who said that? no i was just curious, thats all.

yn’s smile slowly formed back to a pout. he didn’t tell her but rather just said something important, it didn’t make her feel any better.

yn : (sigh)

lover boy<3 : what’s wrong mon-

yn : 꿀 honey i’ll you back i need to go to the bathroom.

you quickly ended the call ruffling your hair taking in a deep inhale before getting up to go get ready quickly.

after rummaging through your closet you found a cute brown pleated skirt, to match with it you grabbed a white tank top and black and white cardigan with a black beret. looking at the mirror you smiled at the outfit heading to the bathroom to do some quick makeup. nothing too fancy

charles furrowed his brows at the erupted ending of the call. he didn’t think much of it shrugging it off. maybe you were just tired was a thought he had, not once did he think you found out he was with your bestie name.

you had just finished in time, charles texted you that he was outside. grabbing a small purse putting your wallet and phone in there pranced your way to the front putting on a pair of brown boots you had just bought. the walk to the car felt dreadful. the more you stepped closer more thoughts flew over your head, you were starting to convince yourself that maybe he was cheating on you with her.

you needed to shake the idea out of your head and you had to do it now, your hand was on the car door handle but you hesitated. charles noticed your hesitation, his brows furrowed some more as he leaned over to the other seat opening the door for you. “mon angé are you alright?” he watched you climb into the seat buckling up. one thing about charles, he is a person who is very expressive from the body language to the faces to the voice itself. yn looked at him placing a small peck on his cheek, “yeah im just a little tired that’s all”

charles stared you down he was trying to see if you were lying or not, “well tu sais tu peux toujours me dire n'importe quoi mon ange, si ça te dérange tellement dis le moi. you know you can always tell me anything my angel, if it bothers you so much tell me.” he tucked a piece of your hair behind your exposing your cheek that got what felt like a genuine kiss. the ride to wherever you were going was suffocating, both of you hated it. you cleared your thought brushing your hand against his free hand. “so mister charles where was this important place you went to today?” you wanted answers so you kept pushing for him to tell the truth. 

charles quickly looked and you before looking back at the road, “if i tell you where i was and what i was doing it wouldn’t be a secret mon ange!” he was being very smiley, your lips formed an o shape. “why do you wanna know? are you trying to stalk me?” charles snickered his shoulders slowly bouncing up and down. you shook your head clearing your throat, “i don’t need to do that i already have someone for that..” your tone was bitterly.

you were staring out the window, you didn’t want to bare the sight of him. what if questions flew everywhere you got more upset with yourself you didn’t want them, charles noticed the shift in attitude; “mon ange seriously tell me what’s wrong,” concern laced his voice as he grabbed your hand placing mini kisses on them “, i don’t like seeing you upset. i can any questions you have just talk to me..”

a sigh escaped your lips looking at the pouty monegasque, “why were you with bestie name today? she said she was busy and you said you had an important thing to do today. are the two of you you kn—” your throat throbbed as each word managed to escape your throat, “what?” was all charles could reply with, he quickly parked the car before facing yn.

“rumor has it you were with bestie name today at a mall together..there of pictures of the two of you together charlie” his grip on your hands tightened as each word flowed out of your mouth. “chérie im not cheating on you with bestie name, i would never.” his heart broke seeing you think of all that, “okay but what was important that the two of you had to go to the mall together?” you just wanted to few reassurance.

“well..fuck i cant say it but its a surpise. you weren’t supposed to see those photos seriously, im not cheating on you when i went to the mall with her earlier. we went to go get some gifts for arthur you can even ask him mon amor!” he watched as her shoulders that were tensed up became relaxed. “oh. i’m sorry that i jumped to conclusions so fast it wa—”

charles chuckled letting go of her hand, “it’s okay mon ange. its those stupid fan accounts fault for making you think that.” he said getting out of the car to go open the door for you.

he had taken you to a nice small cafe, it wasn’t very popular but it was one of your favorites. the honey outside atmosphere was definitely to die for, the way green plants coated everywhere. the two of you sat at what was a four person table. pointing at the two empty seats charles just smiled, “two people will be joining us but they’re running a little late..”

“i didnt get to say this but you look beautiful my love” charles who grabbed your hand the table fiddling with it. “am i never beautiful to you?” you scoffed playfully—charles was taken aback from that comment “no no you’re always beautiful you just look extra beautiful!” charles justified or well he believed. “so you don’t think i’m extra beautiful whenever?” you pouted playfully. charles who was lost for words “no you are just so—you know what i mean mon amour!!” he sighed frustratedly causing you to giggle at his frustration.

“you’re so mean mon chérie~” he scrunched up his face to make it look like he was upset, “i’m not mean you are just easy to pick at!” you justified, “mean.” “no” “mean” “no” “charlie we sound like children..” “well you started it” he smirked making you roll your eyes at him. a comfortable silence fell between the two, you started to believe the other two were just not going to come at all.

“you have pretty eyes charlie” you blurted out without a care, a blush crept onto his face. he didn’t know if it was the compliment or if it was the fact you were staring at him as if he was the only thing that mattered in the world, maybe it was both. “you think so chérie?” he felt the grip of his hand that had been interlocked with yours tighten. “i don’t think so i know so” she had such loving stares it made charles weak to his knees. the stares she gives him make his heart flutter like a teenage boy seeing his school crush, he was always lost for words, he was little butter melting in your touch and stares.

the truth is, he was upset with himself finding out that you had these thoughts, these thoughts that he was cheating on you with your best friend. he wanted to get you a gift and he didn’t want to fuck it up; he believed bringing someone who you held dear to your heart and who knew you best would’ve been the right choice—he didn’t think once you would take it as him cheating on you with her bestie. it hurt him inside.

he had always wanted to show you how appreciative he was of you, he never had the time but now he does. you do so much for him and he wants to thank you for that, the states you give him; they were loving and warmly. the way you love him throughout his career taking time to visit his races it did something to him. from how you looked at him, touched him, smiled and laughed at his jokes, how you talk about him so much to family, how you make playlist about him, and even made sure he felt like he was the priority in everything—it did something for him. since the first day he met you he knew you were the one for him.

the way you made sure you’re there for him after the races and that you were okay made his heart skip beats. he had always felt like the knight in shining armor in previous relationships but with you he felt like the princess and you were the knight. he loved everything about that; it was something new to him something he never would’ve thought he would love. the small cartier box warmed in his pockets. you are always doing stuff for him he just wants to do one simple thing for you, is that too much for him to ask for? he knew he had to wait for arthur and bestie name to get here but he seriously couldn’t.

he thought any longer he waited he would spill the beans about everything, “chérie you know how much i love you right?” his lips parted as his hand slowly made his way to his pocket grabbing the small cartier box. “always know, you tell me like every hour even on the race track” you had teased a smile evident on your lips. “tu sais à quel point je t'aime mais sais-tu à quel point je t'aime ? Je te chéris tellement, j'aime tout ce que tu fais pour moi, j'aime la façon dont tu es toujours là pour moi, peu importe à quel point je fais mal sur la piste de course ou je suis contrarié. tu fais tellement pour moi, c'est vraiment comme un cadeau! you know how much i love you but do you know how much i love you? I cherish you so much, I love everything you do for me, I love how you are always there for me no matter how badly I do on the racetrack or how upset I am. you do so much for me, it's really like a gift.”

“tu es un cadeau que je dois protéger de tout ce qui arrive, je n'ai jamais été doué avec les mots mais chaque fois que tu es avec moi, je fond. tu as sur moi cet effet que je n'avais jamais ressenti auparavant dans les relations que j'avais. you are a gift that i have to protect from everything that happens, i have never been good with words but every time you are with me i melt. you have this effect on me that i have never felt before in the relationships i had.” charles titled his head to the side closing his eyes taking a deep breathe, “charlie what’s this about?” you had questioned sitting up properly instead of slouching. “just promise me something mon amour. promise me that you will be with me no matter how hard times are.” charles slowly pulled out the red velvet textured box from his pocket.

it was a small rectangular box with gold like lettering saying “cartier”. charles had placed it into your hands, “you do so much for me so the least i could do is buy a promise ring.” his voice turned soft, it was silky soft. the box on the other hand was in your grasp you were staring at it, a prominent smile rushed to your face, “charlie..” you had opened the box to see a singular gold band with jewels graves into it, “its a promise ring, a promise that i will love you endlessly.” charles held up his hand showing how he was already wearing his.

“its beautiful…charlie. i love it” you took the ring out of the box putting it on a one your right index finger, “and i promise to love you endlessly.” a blush creeped onto your cheeks, “thank you 아기. 사랑해요 baby. i love you” charles wasnt fluent i.n korean that’s for sure but he knows how to say he loves you, “i love you too mon ange.” he grabbed your hand with the ring on it placing a soft kiss, smiling to himself.

“CHARLES I TOLD YOU WAIT TILL WE GOT HERE.” you heard your bestie name’s voice boom near you, it startled you but it made you giggle. “well you two were taking too long and i got impatient…hurry up next time” he scoffed, your bestie name didn’t let that slide and she started to punch him lightly. “i hope you didn’t fuck it up. be glad i went with you to get the proper ring size!” your bestie grabbed his ear and the two started to fight.

it truly did feel like home with them, “i’m guessing he gave you the ring?” arthur said standing behind you with his hands in his pockets, “you knew?” yn looked at him your lips forming an a line. “of course i knew thats why i tried to defend them but it was no use at that point, people jump to conclusions too much” he shortened a chuckle. “yeah you’re right they do.”

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charles_leclerc its always rumor charles is cheating on his gf but never rumor has it that charles is still and forever madly in love with his girlfriend of two years.

user8 SEE YALL WERE WRONG ADMIT IT.

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user9 they’ll forever be happily in love yall are just haters!!

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user10 my cuties ㅠㅠ

user15 charles yn defender till i die.

user4 SO CUTE OMG

user1 is that a promise ring?? that’s so..i’m melting

yourusername 나는 내 아름다운 소년을 너무 사랑 !! <3 i love my beautiful boy so much

maxverstappen1 soo i dont get to yell at him for cheating on you?:(

yourusername LMAOO NO

charles_leclerc HUH WHATD I MISS MAXIE?

maxverstappen1 🤷‍♂️🤷‍♂️

user13 get me someone who looks at me the way charles looks at yn.

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pierregasly listen if charles was gonna fumble this one i would whole heartily become a homie hopper‼️

lewishamiliton agreed

charles_leclerc i know where the both of you live…

lilymhe stop i was ready to fight him after what i saw. the two of you are so cute !

charles_leclerc WHY IS EVERYONE TRYING TO FIGHT ME OR STEAL MY GF??

yourbestie okay where is my thank you? i helped you 😒

charles_leclerc do you not see these comments??

yourbestie i agree tho if you fumbled her i would’ve ended you🤷‍♀️

landonorris we need you on the grid more

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yourusername 기다리는 자에게 좋은 일이 생긴다<3 good things happen to those who wait<3

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arthur_leclerc SEE THEY CAME OUT GOOD!

yourusername thank you my little photographer!!

charles_leclerc i thought i was your photographer?

yourusername you were busy fighting bestie name…

yourbestie so beautiful they grow up so fast ㅠㅠ

charles_leclerc the loml truly is beautiful ❤️

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[beeehar]

miles writing steel samurai fanfic for funsies at some point during the time span where he believed he killed greg and while he was writing it he was like 'yea this is fine just me projecting some of my feelings onto the magistrate for it to seem a little more realistic yk. Make the character feel human' and he thinks it pretty tame, not intending for it to be too angsty. But once he posts the first chapter it kinda blows up and all of the comments are like 'im sobbing someone sedate me' and he's like damn u guys r sooo dramatic get a grip lmao??? And then as he posts more chapters (and as life starts to go even more off the rails than what it was before hand) the comments morph from 'cryibg' to 'fu.ck you genuinely what was going through your mind when you decided to rip my heart out I'm losing it get therapy I'm serious u need help I think' and at that point he's like ok so what going on here. And then one night after he learns that he is not in fact a murderer (and after he left the letter and went to Germany) he reads through the comments of genuine concern. And that on top of everything else makes him realise that everything is pretty fucked up and maybe. Just maybe things can get better.

(meanwhile the steel samurai fandom is like where tf did go he hasn't updated his heart wrenching fic in a year I miss that prick who'd make fun of us for crying at any chance he got:((. and there are tons of theories abt his disappearance floating around. And yk that trend on tiktok with the song Mary on a Cross where it's like "no quote had ever affected me" and then shows a quote from like a famous poem or movie or something. Well ppl do that with random quotes from his (not tagged as slash but everyone picks up on it) magisteel slowburn fanfiction and that in itself ropes more random ppl on the internet into the lore that is miles edgeworths ao3 account. Like his fic has its own fandom at this point and ppl had all of these inside jokes about it and stuff)

uhh fastforward to a 35 yr old miles randomly remembering about that fanfic he first began writing under the covers in his cold bedroom in the Von karma manor so he logs in and find hundreds of comments asking if he's ok and stuff and he rereads the fic and is like Jesus Christ did I actually think this was normal back then. So then he finishes off the draft he had sitting in his docs for years and says something along the lines of 'damn u guys were right idk why I thought this was fine' in the notes and he posts it and is almost immediately flooded with relieved comments and everyone's like 'rejoice he's not dead' 'took you a while but we love a self aware king'. And then he goes and kisses his husband and smiles at his hoard of children and life his good all is well.

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15 questions (+ 15 unhinged answers)

thank you for the tag @tananaphone <3

1. Are you named after anyone? YES YES I'm named after a Monacan Princess I SWEAR

2. When was the last time you cried? who says I'm not crying right now baybee

3. Do you have kids? i have OCs they are my children

4. Do you use sarcasm a lot? 😇

5. What’s the first thing you notice about people? ummm idk :c

6. What’s your eye color? 👁️

7. Scary movies or happy endings? so i LOOOVE "scary" but i'm a ver y casual movie goer and i'm not super interested in live action films also most scary movies aren't actually scary to me they are just startling because of the sound design and jumpcuts ! i much prefer scariness in writing. but it also depends on the type of scary! i want my scary to ultimately be fun and entertaining yet thought provoking. i don't want anything too depressing or anything that reminds me too much of certain darknesses in the real world bc fiction is an escape it is MY escape... what was the question again

8. Any special talents? social distancing

9. Where were you born? on earth (we are briefly gorgeous)

10. What are your hobbies? watching gundam witch from mercury 

11. Have you any pets? not anymore......

12. What sports do you play/have played? TANA U PLAYED VOLLEYBALL? WHICH POSITION? LEMME GUESS!! UHH SETTER? 

13. How tall are you? how tall am i?? hOW TALL AM I???? 👊💥

14. Favorite subject in school? please... no more....

15. Dream job? im DEAD... almost all dream jobs stay only as dreams... sob sob i want to be a bestselling author so bad

tagging some recent ppl in my notifs ?? @ghoulbats @space-cadead @turnips-creates @thelittlestspider

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Go to crymeariveronceagain’s blog and see both posts relating to me. At least one of them is tagged “That Anon”. When answering this ask, put that tag AND ping @crymeariveronceagain (unless this ping within this ask works on its own - idk how that works). If you have difficulties finding the other post on River’s blog, let me know by reblogging (or let her know to tag it “That Anon”).

That was complicated but necessary. Feel free to try to guess who I am, too. (I gave River 10 guesses, one of which she got right). If you guess, guess 5-10 names so I won’t give my identity entirely away.

I intend to haunt Keepblr for a while until either everyone has a common agreement on who I am, or I get bored and reveal myself.

-That Anon

Uhmmm

Idk many people so I will give it my best with who I know and ect

I feel like you could be theunmappedstar becuase Nattie has been inactive for like a while. Suspiciously while. The inactivity was very sudden too.

Stopstealingtomatos is also possibly. I don’t chat with Iris much but you seem similar. She seems like she would so something like this.

The use of “keepblr” makes me think of Doodlecat2000. Not many other reasons I have to suspect your Vee.

Could also be spaceagebacholormann. Marlee seems like she would do this from what I have seen on Alice’s blog.

Oraliefathdom4eternila would definitely do something like this. Shelly just seems to you know. If you what to hint at this one chat about the Dawn, Charri and Adalin saga with me.

Ughhh, I realised I will have to wait for asks and not a reblog for a reply! Don’t make me sob on the floor whoever you are.

Now that I think about it I am really leaning towards Shelly. But it could be fintan-pyren. Really doubt that Fin would do this tho. He seems like he would be a little sneak too.

Part of me just wants to say you-have-been-frizzled I feel like Fizz would so this. But I don’t at the same time.

I have drawn Alice out, she would not. Alice would definitely not. That’s one person I am sure you are not. Confidence is key.

Possibly vesperas-mirrors. I am now just aimlessly scrolling through ppl that follow me. Lol honestly a vibe.

You have to be someone that both and River and I know. Other wise none of us would have a good chance at guessing. Reasons why I am scrolling aimlessly through my followers and mutals.

*sobs questioning*

Also also also you could be the-great-gluon-incident just to throw us off. Me now trying to find people to put so I have more to keep your identity secret. Just in case I get it right. Kate might not tho. Don’t know much about her.

That’s really all my guesses. Little logic and just knowing that me and River would know you. I just hope I know you.

My top guess is that your Shelly or Iris. Both really likely candidates…